Bird Songs
Which is the greater
Of natures sheerest beauty?
The birds gaily singing
Or the moment just beyond?
The hearing or the recalling
Of a pure, unpretentious song?
To listen is pleasure
To remember honor and duty,
For such musical moments of grace
Linger like inexpressible refrains of love,
Heard descending endlessly
From high above.
The birds without thought or fear
Sing their melody of life intuitively;
A beautiful lesson
Perhaps I may one day learn;
To enjoy each moment and savor each memory
With no regret, and no vain concern.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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